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09/04/2007 23:17:00
[info]broideress
*gets up and goes about her morning routine as usual*

*sits down to breakfast and the morning paper* *sees the headline Leading Finwian Imprisoned!!*

*stares* Oh. Eru. No.

*cannot believe that the first thing Finwë has done upon arriving to Delving is to be sent to jail* *wonders just how badly he must have insulted Elwë to receive that kind of punishment*

*tells herself to finish her breakfast before doing anything rash like going down to the jail*

*just don't feel that hungry anymore*

*gets her coat and goes down to the jail*

Current Mood: resigned
Tags: miriel, finwe, beleg

 
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From: [info]belthronding Date: 09/04/2007 18:38:07  

*emerges from the staff toilets, having just discovered that she's entering the "ooh, morning sickness, yay!" part of her pregnancy*

*wipes her mouth discreetly* Can I help you, ma'am?
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/04/2007 18:39:45  

*looks down her nose at you* Do you work here? You can't possibly work here. You look too female young to work here.
From: [info]belthronding Date: 09/04/2007 18:41:28  

Yes, ma'am. I work here. I'm the Captain of the Marchwardens. How may I help you?

*glances at the posters behind the desk and is satisfied that you're not on the Top Ten Most Wanted list, in spite of the striking family resemblance to the top five on that list*
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/04/2007 18:54:12  

*doesn't bother to hide her surprise*

*folds her arms* *coolly* If you say so. I'm here to see one of your prisoners? Finwë Noldoran?
From: [info]belthronding Date: 09/04/2007 19:05:23  

Well, you must understand that, given recent events, we've had to step up security. We really only allow one immediate family member to visit at any given time and, even then, we reserve the right to eject you at any time.
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/04/2007 19:07:42  

Very well. I accept these conditions. Now, show me to him so I can throttle him for being such a damned bloody fool.
From: [info]belthronding Date: 09/04/2007 19:16:24  

*bites her lip*

*a little awkwardly* I'm sorry, ma'am, I need to ask--?
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/05/2007 17:56:19  

*impatiently* Of course, of course. I'm his wife. The first one.
From: [info]belthronding Date: 09/05/2007 18:00:13  

Oh, I'm sorry -- I actually meant -- do you consent to having your purse searched? Not that we suspect you of concealing a firearm or a suicide pill or an incendiary device or anything, but we do need to check. You understand?
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/05/2007 18:08:24  

*--*

*coldly* Right, right, of course. And then can I see my -- my -- then can I see Finwë or do I have to be strip-searched too?
From: [info]belthronding Date: 09/06/2007 15:08:06  

Well, with Mablung in hospital, the number of strip searches carried out by the department has fallen dramatically.

*brightly* No, ma'am, we'll just stick with the purse and then Ted will show you right on through.
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/09/2007 18:27:34  

*puts her purse down on the counter in front of you*

*folds her arms and taps her foot while she waits for you* Wait, what? My nail file?
From: [info]belthronding Date: 09/09/2007 18:32:10  

I'm sorry, ma'am, but it is a recognised tool used in prison escapes. We have to confiscate it.
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/09/2007 18:33:41  

*composedly* I'm not convinced that you understand the nature of the relationship between me and Finwë but believe me when I say that I would be the last person on Órë who would break him out.
From: [info]belthronding Date: 09/15/2007 16:38:35  

*looks down* It's really none of my business, ma'am.

*hands you back your bag and calls for Ted* Get Interview Room One ready and stay outside the door, okay? Good man.

*nods respectfully at you* Ma'am.
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/15/2007 16:40:04  

*is shown into the interview room*

*sits down and folds her hands on her knee*

*tries to look composed as she waits for Finwë to be brought in*
From: [info] Date: 09/15/2007 16:48:28  

*wanders in, chatting amiably to his guard* You go put your feet up, Rupert. Sounds like you guys all deserve it. Oh, oh, coffee would be marvellous, don't you think, Red? Red, this is Rupert. He's on the morning shift today. Great at poker, would you believe? *laughs heartily*
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/15/2007 16:58:19  

*thinks you seem awfull relaxed -- and clean -- and well-shaven -- for someone being detained at His Majesty's pleasure*

*primly* Coffee would be very welcome, thank you.
From: [info] Date: 09/15/2007 17:04:51  

She takes it black, Rupe, thanks. Yeah, yeah, she's totally sweet enough without sugar. You know me, mate, yeah, that's right. Two heaped spoonfuls, cheers.

*sits down comfortably* Good of you to call in, Red.
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/15/2007 18:17:27  

It's not a social call, Finwë. *lowers her voice* For Eru's sake, you're in jail!
From: [info] Date: 09/15/2007 19:33:26  

*shrugs, unperturbed* I am but it's on my own terms so, really, it's not like being in jail at all. In fact, it rather reminds me of the retirement home in Ossiriand but with more guards and less nurses.
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/16/2007 08:06:12  

*sighs* Finwë. You can't stay in here forever.

*almost considers reaching across to touch the back of your hand but is quickly overcome by her natural abhorrence of physical contact*
From: [info] Date: 09/16/2007 09:33:00  

*shrugs* I don't see why not. I'm well looked after, aren't I? And if it keeps Curufinwë and his boys out of trouble, it'll be worth it, don't you think?
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/16/2007 09:40:24  

*stiffly* You know that I can't possibly agree with you. The last thing that boy needs is for one of his parents to have given up their life for his. Again.
From: [info] Date: 09/16/2007 09:44:01  

That's very touching, Red, but I don't mind. Honestly.

Ah, here's the coffee. *sits back as one of Rupert's colleagues brings in coffee* With cream buns? Aw, Des, you're spoiling me, really.
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/16/2007 12:17:33  

*raises her eyebrows at the silver coffee service* I see that you're terribly comfortable here, Finwë, but whether you mind or not is hardly the point.

*tries not to wince as she continues* Have you forgotten that you have other children who might need you? What about your daughter? Fániel? How do you think she will take the news?
From: [info] Date: 09/16/2007 17:24:53  

*become serious, if just for a moment* Oh, Fániel, mustn't hear about this. She'll only worry and accuse me of favouritism.
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/16/2007 17:26:03  

Oh, Finwë, are you really that -- Oh. You are.

*simply* It's been in all the papers. Even if your daughter doesn't follow current affairs that closely, it can't be long before she finds out.
From: [info] Date: 09/16/2007 17:27:28  

*swears softly under his breath* She won't be too happy with me.
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/16/2007 17:29:10  

*is starting to become rather irritated by your passivity*

*heatedly* You know what, Finwë? I'm not too happy with you. I doubt that your friend Elwë is too happy with you and I'm sure that even Fëanáro might have a word to say about this -- this damned mess you've made for yourself! Do you ever think, Finwë? Do you not know that you're not the only person who matters?
From: [info] Date: 09/16/2007 17:31:01  

*stares at you, a little shocked at the intensity of your response* *totally knew you still love him!!*

*brightly* Well, I'm sure we'll think of something? Maybe we can break me out? *eyes your handbag* Don't suppose you have a nail file in there?
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/16/2007 17:31:49  

*stares right back at you*

*liptwitch* No, I don't. It was confiscated at the door.
From: [info] Date: 09/16/2007 17:32:47  

*half-smile* Those guards. They think of everything.

*pushes a plate towards you* Scone?
From: [info]broideress Date: 09/16/2007 17:34:28  

*has to laugh at the absurdity of this situation* -- Sure. Why not?

*relaxes as best she can for the duration of the visit, contemplating how she can persuade either you or Elwë to stop this silly boyish game*
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